Household Injuries.

When I was younger, I was around my mate's house playing footie when I kicked it over the fence. The fence was pretty shocking with nails sticking out the top, etc. but I still attempted to climb over it. Nearly over the top when I slipped and a nail went straight up my armpit. That bloody hurt.
 
When cutting a melon the knife when nicely into my finger, almost cut a nice chunk out of the side if i hadnt immediately pulled it back out in reaction to the pain, was bleeding loads and pretty dark blood aswell for a finger, after it didnt stop bleeding for over an hour i went to a&e and got a few stitches.
 
broke my little toe on a box of lego when running to answer the door

i knew i should have ignored the bell.
 
Hmmmm .... I've stood on plugs before now which really hurts but other highlights are ...

- breaking my collarbone falling out of bed
- getting out of bed I stumbled and over balanced. I caught myself but in the process pulled several muscles in my left leg badly, one of which went into spasm putting a lot of pressure on my sciatic nerve ... spent most of the day on the floor unable to move without extreme pain. That took 8 months of strong pain killers and physio to finally sort out and has left me with some loss of feeling from nerve damage
- coming down out the loft the person who was supposed to be holding the ladder wasn't and it fell away .... I caught myself on my forearms, one along each side of the loft hatch ... cue much swearing and I pulled my biceps quite badly
 
Tried making a fry up when drunk and burnt under my eye with boiling fat :o

1cm higher and it would have gone in my eye.

Fortunately no scar :D


Got a few little burns scars from oil on my wrist though.
 
About a year ago my partner and I decided to make beef stew using a pressure-cooker. Anyone who's used a pressure-cooker will know that when you want to open it, you need to run it under a cold tap to release the pressure... incidentally that little button on the top only tells you there's pressure in it, it doesn't release it! I did not know this nor did my girlfriend. So when I went to open it and it was difficult to do, my girl mearly said something along the lines of "oh just open it you wuss".

There's still bits of stew on the ceiling and I have 3 scars on my belly.
 
Was it a 6ft high bunk bed?

Nope just a normal one, must have landed funny ... didn't even hurt at the time. Went to hospital the next day when it started hurting and an xray showed it was broken.

Was quite a few years ago but from what I remember I was dreaming about a car chase, (must have been watching the Dukes of Hazzard), a car rolled over and so did I an unfortunately there was no bed left.
 
I think all my injuries have been pretty tame compared to some here, most commonly I'll just stub my toe on a table or give myself a dead leg from walking into the corner of a worktop. However I have had a couple that were a bit longer lasting in their effects - my mum was teaching me to iron when I was about 8 and she looked away for a couple of minutes, all the time I needed to burn my thumb quite badly at the time - she's never asked me to iron since. :D Or when I was about 3 my mum brought back from the doctors and told me to hold onto the corner of a sofa, unfortunately I was feeling a bit woozy and promptly collapsed which led to me splitting my head and lip open - I've still got a small scar on my forehead and one just under my lip. Or when I was about 2 I was clearing the cupboard to hide in it and I dropped a large tin of Pedigree Chum on my big toe, it must have mashed the bone inside because my big toenail still has a ridge in it where it doesn't quite match up.

Reading back over that I'm beginning to think that my parents didn't take care of me, can you retrospectively report to the SSPCC? :o
 
Or when I was about 2 I was clearing the cupboard to hide in it and I dropped a large tin of Pedigree Chum on my big toe, it must have mashed the bone inside because my big toenail still has a ridge in it where it doesn't quite match up.

:eek: 2?? I don't even think I'd mastered the ability to open a cupboard door without smashing it into my head then.
 
Yesterday I bought a new set of kitchen knives, and ended up chopping the tip of my thumb off :0(

Same here, yesterday while chopping the veg up for dinner, one of the kids came into the kitchen, I turned my head and chopped about 5mm off my thumb, I still don't think it's stopped bleeding.
 
Jumped into the hallway from halfway up the stairs...onto an upturned plug.

My sister took the end of my left ring finger off in my gran's garden gate...

*n
 
About 8 years or so, me and the missus got ourselves our first flat.
It was just a little 1 bedroom cosy little flat. It basically had the living room, bedroom, little hallway and obviously the bathroom and kitchen.

Anyway, one day I was in the bath getting a wash when the phone rang, the missus was out so I just left it, it rang for ages. It was getting to the point where I was going to get out the bath and get the phone. The phone was in the kitchen, just a few steps down the little hallway.

In the end I just let it ring and ring. A minute later it rang again. I went for it this time. Thinking it might be important. I got out the bath, and started to make my way relatively quickly to the kitchen, no clothes on or anything, I was starkers.

I got to the kitchen, I was soaking wet, the kitchen had lino. Can you see what it going to happen here?

Yup, I slipped on the lino, doing a comedy type banana skin type slip. During this mishap I managed to not only put my knee through the glass oven door, shattering it into a million pieces, I also happened to grab a washing drainer thing with many glasses on it.

So, I am now lying on the floor, soaking wet, stark bollock naked with many many cuts from all the glass I had managed to scatter on the floor with me. It wasn’t a pretty sight.

There was blood everywhere. It looked even worse because I was wet so the blood was diluted, so there looked like there was more than there actually was.
It looked like a murder scene!

The next step was actually getting up off the floor! There was glass everywhere! It was a task and a half.

I then had to walk back to the bathroom on my heels trying not to put my foot flat on the floor due to fragments of glass I had in my feet.

To make matters worse, I missed the call!
 
About 8 years or so, me and the missus got ourselves our first flat.
It was just a little 1 bedroom cosy little flat. It basically had the living room, bedroom, little hallway and obviously the bathroom and kitchen.

Anyway, one day I was in the bath getting a wash when the phone rang, the missus was out so I just left it, it rang for ages. It was getting to the point where I was going to get out the bath and get the phone. The phone was in the kitchen, just a few steps down the little hallway.

In the end I just let it ring and ring. A minute later it rang again. I went for it this time. Thinking it might be important. I got out the bath, and started to make my way relatively quickly to the kitchen, no clothes on or anything, I was starkers.

I got to the kitchen, I was soaking wet, the kitchen had lino. Can you see what it going to happen here?

Yup, I slipped on the lino, doing a comedy type banana skin type slip. During this mishap I managed to not only put my knee through the glass oven door, shattering it into a million pieces, I also happened to grab a washing drainer thing with many glasses on it.

So, I am now lying on the floor, soaking wet, stark bollock naked with many many cuts from all the glass I had managed to scatter on the floor with me. It wasn’t a pretty sight.

There was blood everywhere. It looked even worse because I was wet so the blood was diluted, so there looked like there was more than there actually was.
It looked like a murder scene!

The next step was actually getting up off the floor! There was glass everywhere! It was a task and a half.

I then had to walk back to the bathroom on my heels trying not to put my foot flat on the floor due to fragments of glass I had in my feet.

To make matters worse, I missed the call!

LOL!
 
Same here, yesterday while chopping the veg up for dinner, one of the kids came into the kitchen, I turned my head and chopped about 5mm off my thumb, I still don't think it's stopped bleeding.

Yups! sounds same as my injury :) sitting here now at work with a big plaster over it :(
 
:eek: 2?? I don't even think I'd mastered the ability to open a cupboard door without smashing it into my head then.

Apparantly I wasn't that much better since I managed to drop the tin on my toe. It was definitely around that age and must have been quite impressive given I've still got the marks.
 
years ago (talking nearly 20 yrs) my younger brother was annoying me so i chased him through the house, as i got through into the dining room my foot somehow hit the ironing board that was set up and the metal tube went in-between 2 toes and broke them both, served me right :(
 
Just thought of another one...

Years ago when was at home (was about 8 yr old), I ran into my older brothers bedroom while him and his girlfriend was in there, called him gay and ran away, only for him to chase me, stab me with a biro in the back/shoulder and now I have a permanent tattoo on my shoulder of blue ink lol.

Not really a big injury, but quite funny..
 
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